The Night He Told Me to Leave, He Forgot Whose Name Was on Everything

some heartfelt letter full of pain and poetry. I wasn’t interested in making Brandon feel my pain. I wanted him to feel the crushing weight of his own choices.

The first page in the envelope was a full-color copy of the addendum he’d signed, his careless signature highlighted in bright yellow.

Behind it was the complete manifest: fifty single-spaced continue reading …